
Matthew Klam Reads “The Other Party”
The New Yorker: The Writer's Voice - New Fiction from The New Yorker
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Rachel decided that Andre was an accidentally good kisser. They lay on a crypt from the 18th century, looking at the stars. The cemetery was quiet as she explained that her grandfather had been buried here. Her grandpa lived in short hills. Some girl started screaming her head off and they ran over and found a group of drunk kids from a private school.
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